I was talking to my grandma this evening. She has lots of great and funny stories about her life. This evening, she told me about her learning how to drive.
She learned to drive in the mid 30's, when she was about 12. She would drive her dad around as he taught her the rules of the road. She was taught to backup by a truck driver driving a dump truck. She said she didn't even know that there was a drivers education book until she was 21 and failed the written driving test to get her first license. One day when she was 13, her mom sent her to downtown Houston to pick up her dad, and she took her little brother with her. The traffic was horrendous, but she made it to his office. When she pulled up, he walked up to the car and asked where her mother was. She said that she had sent her alone. As she slid over in the seat to let him drive, he climbed in the back and said "If you drove through that mess you can drive anywhere you want." So at 13 she began driving on her own, without a license until she was 21, when she got her license on the second try. She said that it was how she learned to drive but "I don't recommend that people do that."
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment